The absolute blow delivered after all the factors related to combat attacks, such as strength, angle, speed, timing, position, environment, light, shadows, physical condition, body shape, personnel psychology, and even luck, are all close to perfection, is the "perfect blow". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Perfect Strike", which is called perfect, is naturally a one-hit hit, and it must be a perfect kill, without exception. The only reason Kazakhis is still alive is that she temporarily stopped and did not take that last step.

One step away, the distance between life and death......

Therefore, Golon's perfect blow was not really launched, but only a trace of breath leaked after the battle was over.

It was this slightest hint of gesture that made the Centaur Overseers at the peak of the Fourth Order experience a death experience that went deep into the bone marrow.

In the eyes of the other spectators, the actions of the Thousand Horsemen were simply outlandish, and although she violated her promise and used her fighting spirit, she defeated the enemy with two punches anyway, and won beautifully, and she showed mercy at the last moment, and did not bomb the poor boy.

But what about after that?

In the hearts of a group of veterans and trainees, the Thousand Cavalry Elder who was as unattainable as the god of war actually stood on the spot as if he had lost his mind, and even seemed to be greatly frightened after suddenly realizing it, not only sweating like rain, but also making many strange movements, what was going on, what happened at that moment.

"Could it be that the blasphemous archer is plotting against the Thousand Horsemen again?"

"What's the matter, which eye of yours saw him plot. In my opinion, this kid is not a blasphemous archer at all, he is a real fighter!"

"What about Lord Kazakhlace, how did she look so frightened and surprised?"

"Alright, alright, shut up!" the scarred veteran immediately stopped the commotion of the recruits. scolded sharply: "The adult just forcibly recruited and caused injuries to the internal organs of the body, it's not a big deal." ”

Although they said so, the shock in the hearts of these veterans was actually farther than these trainees, and they could naturally guess what must have happened just now, but they couldn't guess at will, let alone say anything at will.

Kazakh Lace has readjusted her mentality at this time, she is a battle-hardened warrior after all. The reason for her panic was not out of fear, but because of her own eyes...... No, it was because I felt the legendary perfect blow firsthand.

The odds of a perfect hit are not much different from seeing a miracle happen with your own eyes. But the legendary perfect blow that will kill you with one hit is a fantastic skill for any warrior, enough to fight for a lifetime of pursuit, but countless super powerhouses have finally reluctantly confirmed that it is simply impossible to completely control the perfect blow through their own strength. In the end, even if it is the king of war or even the god of war. The chance of triggering a perfect hit is no different from that of a beginner rookie.

From these perspectives, Kazakh Lace was about to laugh out loud a few times about her "luck", and in fact, she was doing the same now, and naturally, the unusual behavior of the Thousand Riders also added to the confusion of the spectators.

"Hey, little guy over there, just two of them, take this kid with me. Get the witch doctor Old Bara to treat him, and don't let him die. Then ......"

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"I just want to know how far I can get between myself and the really strong people. ”

Taking a deep breath, Goron opened his eyes, his gaze was clear, his mind was clear, and he didn't look like a seriously wounded person who was unconscious at all.

After looking around, Goron immediately confirmed that he was back in the makeshift room that the centaur had arranged for him.

"It's amazing that you can wake up so quickly. It's been a long time since I've seen a little monster like you. The old voice sounded beside him, and Goron turned his head to see an old centaur woman with wrinkled skin standing up beside him, and judging by the blue-black tribal pattern on her face, she was not a member of the Amazonian tribe. It should be the same as the troll witch doctor of the Black Hand Ogre tribe, all of them are foreigners. This condition is very common in voodoo witch doctors.

The old witch doctor had already begun to pack up her things, and judging from the empty but still pungent stench of bottles and cans in her hands, Goron didn't have to think about how many strange potions and poison she had been forced into during her coma, but fortunately, the ogre's stomach was almost comparable to that of a soft mud monster, but she was not afraid of any troublesome toxins left in her body. The only combat position with healing magic in the chaotic camp is the shaman, but because the number of shamans is scarce and precious, the voodoo witch doctor who is proficient in herbology is reluctant to become its replacement, but to be honest, the witch doctor's ointment and liquid are not only relatively slow to work, but also have great side effects, for human elves and other creatures in the order camp with poor physique, they will only cure the blind into lame, and the deaf into mute, and only the subhuman humanoids with an unusually strong physique can withstand the irresponsible blind toss of voodoo witch doctors.

Of course, in some places a voodoo witch doctor can play a role that no shaman can match.

The old witch doctor packed up his things and turned away, as if he didn't want to say a word, Goron got up and found that there was a centaur girl beside him who looked less than ten years old, she was very enthusiastic to help Goron get up, but found that this beautiful boy was even better than himself, like an unlucky ghost who had just been beaten down by a fourth-order overseer.

"Master Kazakh Lace told you to wake up and go straight to her, you know where she is, right?" said the little girl with a smile on her face, but if Goron remembered correctly, this morning, this little devil who had been specially sent to serve his diet and daily life still had a stinky face and slammed his breakfast directly on the table and turned away.

Thinking of breakfast, Goron's stomach suddenly began to turn upside down, looking out the window, it was already slightly dark, it seemed that he had been in a coma for almost a day, not to mention that he had not eaten any food during this period, and was poured into a stomach of voodoo potion made by the centaur witch doctor who did not know what disgusting materials were used, if he didn't stuff something into his stomach, Goron really doubted that he would eat the centaur little Lori who was smiling and looking at him with a belt in front of him, after all, she looked so delicate and delicious.

Finding that Goron was staring at him with a strange "enthusiastic" gaze, Little Lori blushed and said shyly: "Could it be that you want to have a child with me?" I have seen the battle between you and the Thousand Cavalry Commander today, I believe that you are not a blasphemous archer, you are a real warrior, so if it is you, no problem, we will definitely give birth to a strong and warlike child." But you haven't eaten anything for a day, I'm afraid you're hungry, do you want to eat something before we get ready to have a baby?"

It was this last sentence that freed the little centaur who had entered the //ess period in advance from the cruel fate of being eaten alive, and looked at a wooden square table full of dazzling food, large pieces of smoked crocodile meat, whole roasted orangutan arms, not to mention fresh and delicious vegetables and fruits native to the rainforest, and even the delicate ham of the human race and a whole toast.

Amazonian centaurs are omnivorous creatures, and although they have a wide range of recipes, they are not as picky as ogres, and they eat whatever they see. The Amazons are especially fond of all kinds of delicacies made by humans, of course, these foods can only be obtained through raiding, which is more troublesome to get, and eating a little less is naturally limited, and it has always been a precious delicacy that only high-ranking centaurs with status can enjoy.

Comparing the dried coconut fruit and roast wolf meat he ate this morning, even if Goron was sluggish, he knew that his status among the Amazon centaurs was completely different, and it seemed that they were all the result of this morning's battle.

Without thinking about these things, Goron threw himself on the table, stuffed enough food for a large table of people into his stomach like a whirlwind, and then rushed out of the room under the stunned gaze of the little centaur.

Just when the little centaur stood in a daze, not knowing what he should do next, Goron suddenly lifted the straw curtain hanging on the door, poked his head in, and said, "Hey, girl, you are not old enough to have children, eat more and sleep more, and wait a few years." ”

(To be continued.) )